#They're all so beautiful together

[tampire]

Knight Soulmates Good Omens / Nimona

[fexjam]

Husbands...

[crossbackpoke-check]

blessed be (lorscher bienensegen) | telling the bees (wiþ ymbe)

"Bees" [remixed, abridged], Claudia Emerson // "Letter to Someone Living Fifty Years from Now" [remixed. abridged], Matthew Olzmann // "Letter to my Great, Great Grandchild" [remixed, abridged], J.P. Grasser | Len Redkole, Nina Weiss, Brian Babineau, Christian Peterson, Mitchell Leff, Dave Isaac, Megan DeRuchie

[david-tennant-in-chairs]

It's important to make space for one's partner when spending time together

God I miss Staged. Such a gloriously silly show

[anabetel35]

Queerplatonic jayvik is so important to me btw. Bestest reading of their relationship I think.

[cicerfics]

Having one of those days where I'm just CONSUMED by the complexity of the relationship between Bond and M???

She's his mom. She's his boss. She's his handler. She's his pimp. She's his safe port in a storm. She's a woman he'd gladly kill and die for. She may have to order his death someday and they both know it.

Like??? What even IS that? What do you DO with that? What do EITHER of them do with that?

And for M?

He's her son. He's her employee. He's an operative designed to be used on the dirtiest jobs imaginable and ordered into the worst kinds of danger.

She'll turn a blind eye when he directly contradicts MI6's orders. She'll pretend she 'lost track' of him and let him slip away when there's an active capture-or-kill order out on him...with her own signature on the paperwork.

She's sentimental about him. She will forge the results to his re-qualifying exams because she knows England needs him, and she knows he needs the job or he'll have no reason to continue living.

She still gave the order to Moneypenny to 'take the bloody shot'. The outcome still broke her heart. She would still do the same thing all over again, if she thought she had to. He is still the person she wants holding her hand as she takes her last breath.

WHAT EVEN ARE THEY. WHO IS DOING IT LIKE THEM!!!

[flowerakatsuka]

gay ppl @ a summer festival, what will they do??

[hjarta]

the video of charli and lorde dancing together at the club to their remix is genuinely making me so emotional. love to see two women dancing together to a vulnerable song they made together

[oyeixcher]

[camellcat]

I love spuffy as much as the next guy but ohhh my gawddd I really kinda wish it had been buffy wil and xand to finish the fight. they started it together, and while they've always had outside help, I just think it would've been so good if each of them had their own big important parts to play since this was the last we get to see of them

[dykespence]

Imagine being carla connor and you just got in bed with the woman you've had an absolute massive crush on for ages now and then you're IMMEDIATELY turned down and it's like an actual sucker punch to the gut and then you're just thawcked over the head girl cannot just catch a break ??

[cometblaster2070]

bribelle gets me so good because it's like:

but what if we were destined to be enemies what if we were destined to play the part of enemies before we were even born what if our fates were decided before we could ever get a say in it and we had to play the parts that were given to us and that were performed by those before us for god knows how long and what if you were born loved and cherished and treasured what if you were gold and beauty and roses and the sun and what if I was born cursed and despised and feared and what if I was darkness and coldness and sharp thorns and the moon and what if we were still made to complete each other.

what if we were told that we had to hate each other that you were my mortal enemy and that I had to kill you, no, I had to condemn you to a fate worse than death in order to fulfil my destiny and play my part correctly but what if we never hated each other what if we were friends what if we cared for each other what if you were one of the only people who could stand me and see through me and took care to remember me and check up on how I was doing and what if you were one of the only people I could be open with be honset and genuine with.

and what if we were destined to be enemies but that was never the case and what if we fell in love instead? what if I never wanted to curse you, never wanted to make you sleep for a hundred years what if I wanted to save you what if I wanted to be your prince your savior would you accept that would you let me save you would you let me be your true love rather than your destined villain?

you and i are destined to be together all the same but I would prefer it if it were as my lover rather than my nemesis. and what if we both shared the same dream what if we BOTH wanted the same thing what if we both loved each other? then what?

this is a stupid ramble but GOD epic winter really left me REELING after that entire dream sequence.

[breadmecoshy]

The beautiful Lady Marissa in hollow knight

The most beautiful and peaceful memory in the game is associated with her wonderful song

And, yes, I'm going through the game for the fifth time хD

This time, my thoughts turned to Marissa, because even after so many walkthroughs, her song and look fascinate me

This is a portrait that Lurien drew for Marissa shortly before becoming a Dreamer. As a last gift and thanks for all she does for the city, and still can, to spend the last quiet moments together before the eternal goodbye

I think she and Lurien were close friends, and he liked to draw quick sketches during her concerts. Perhaps he would have liked to portray her one last time as bright and cheerful as she usually was, but her beloved city and its people were already slowly dying, and a good friend was sacrificing his life for some higher purpose, so she just couldn't portray joy, and she didn't want Lurien's last portrait to be fake

[swordheld]

hi! your blog is one of my favourites and i absolutely adore reading your thoughts. my grandfather recently passed away and it feels like i lost myself with him. how do i continue living after this? there is this constant weight on my chest and it feels like an emptiness has made a home inside of me. how do i go on when it feels like the world crashed on my shoulders?

hello, love! this is so very sweet and kind of you, and i hope you're treating yourself gently and kindly right now - there aren't words for a loss like this. that heaviness is difficult, and hard, and painful. it's okay if things don't feel okay, right now, or even soon - i think that's something that a lot of the people i know that have gone through similar grief feel: like they should be able to get back to a relative 'normal' in a [insert far too short period of time].

but it's okay if it hurts. that's where i'd like to start. you're allowed to feel that emptiness, that world-crashed feeling that goes beyond words, beyond time. don't feel like you have to rush this to feel some sort of better. things get easier with time, i promise you this, but sometimes painful feelings are important to feel, too. cry, scream, feel your emotions. they're a part of you. grieve.

it's perhaps a little silly, but when i think about death i always think about a couple of space songs: mainly drops of jupiter by train and saturn by sleeping at last. there are perhaps others that speak to the emotions better, but these two have always hit something a little deeper for me, and are popular for a wide-reaching reason.

and while personally i don't know much about grief like this, i do know a lot about love; and i think they're a lot of the same thing.

the people we love are a part of us, and this is why it takes from us so deeply when we lose them, because it does feel like we've lost a part of ourselves in the wake of it. but it's because they were so central to our experiences of living - our lives, that the separation introduces a hollowness - a place where they used to be. a home that now goes unlived in.

an emptiness, like you said.

but just because they're not here physically, doesn't mean he's not still there, in your heart, in your life, your memory. you can hold him close in smaller ways, as well: steal a sweater, or cologne/scent for something a little more physical and long lasting for remembering. hold onto the memories you cherish, the things that made you laugh, the ease of slow mornings and gentle nights. write them all down, slide a few photographs in there, go through it and add more when you miss him. keep them all close, keep them in your heart.

you're not alone, in this. he's still there, with you, it's just - in the little things.

he's with you in the way you see and go about your daily life, in doing what he liked to do, in the ways he interacted with the world that you shared with him. the memories you recall fondly when the night is late or the moment is right and something calls it into you like a melody, an old bell, laughter you'd recognize anywhere.

but i think, perhaps most importantly above all others - talk about him. with your family, your friends, his friends, strangers; stories are how we keep the people we love alive. the connections they've made, the legacies and experiences they've left behind, and so, so many stories.

how lucky, we are - to love so much it takes a piece of us when they go. grief is the other side of the coin, but it does not mean our love goes away. it lives in you. it lives in everyone who knew him, in the smallest pieces of our lives.

the people we love never really leave us, like this: they're in how we cook and the way we fold our newspapers, our laundry, in the radio stations we tune in to and the way we decorate our walls, our photo albums. they're in the way we store our mail, organize our closets, the scribbled notes in the indexes of our books. the meals we love and the drinks we mix, the way we spend time with one another. they've been passed down for generations, for longer than history - and we are all the luckier for it.

think about what you shared with him, and do it intentionally. bring him into your life, like this, again. whether it's crosswords or poetry or sports or anything else. if one doesn't help, try another. something might click.

i hope things feel a little easier for you, as they tend to do only with time. i hope you find joy in your grief, even if it is small and hard to grasp at first. know that your hurt stems from so much love that there isn't a place to put it properly, and that it is something so meaningful and hurting poets and storytellers have been struggling to put it into words and sounds that feel like the fit right for eons, and that it is also just simply yours. sometimes things don't have to make sense. sometimes they just are - unable to be put into words or neat little sentiments, as unfair and tragic as they come.

but i promise it will not feel like this forever. your love is real. and perhaps, on where to begin on from here - i think it's less on finding where to begin and just beginning. and you've already started. you've taken the most important and crucial step: the first one. wherever you go, after that, from here? you'll figure it out. you always have, and you always do. it'll come, as things always do. love leads us, as does light - and you're never alone in your hurt. in your grief, your missing something dear to you. i think if you talk about it with others, you'll find they have ways of helping you cope as well - and they have so much love of their own to spare, too.

as an aside, here is the song (northern star by dom fera) i was listening to when i wrote this, for no other reason more than it makes me think of connections, and love, and how we hold onto the people we love and how they change us, wonderfully and intrinsically. it's a little more joyous than the others i've mentioned, and plays like a story, and it made me think of what is at the core of this, love and stories and i am here with you, and maybe it'll bring you some joy, if you'd like it. wishing you all my love and ease 💛

[zellkabellk]

Re-listening to LoZ : Twilight's Princess OST and damn it really makes me want to replay the game ;;;;;; ToTK Zelda may have sneaked her way into 'my top 3 fav Zeldas' but TP Zelda is still definitely in there too... (the third one is Tetra fdmksjhgkj)

[m-for-now]

Something that I feel like I should emphasize again about my type of shipping is that I care so much more for the dynamic and depth of a relationship than wether it's romantic or platonic or queer-platonic or some other kind of connection.

Give me the actual interactions and parallels and dynamic and i'm in